Mystery History 1: Guardian Angels at Play

 Guardian Angels at Play

    How to Play:          I'm going to tell a story about a famous person or thing in history without saying who or what it is and you need to figure out what I'm talking about Let's begin.

    The young man rode on his horse, moving in harmony with the animal's loping strides.

It was 1755 and the July sun was beating down on the mighty British empire as they marched through Pennsylvania.

    The marching army contained an estimated 1,300 soldiers, both British regulars and colonial troops, they were led by General Edward Braddock.

    The young man was General Braddock's aide-de-camp which meant that the young man was constantly doing things like relaying messages, managing schedules and other things like that, participating in ceremonies, and doing other things. He essentially ensured that Braddock's job was as simple as possible and was pretty much his right hand man.

    The man saw General Braddock in the lines, his red coat glistening and his golden buttons shining.

    The aide-de-camp caught up to Braddock as they marched into the woods. His bayonet thumped against his side, a sheath on the knife blade.

    The army was marching to Fort Duquesne with intentions to capture it from the French. It would improve their chances of winning the war and defeating King Louis XV.

    Suddenly there were bone chilling war cries and the soldiers ahead of Braddock and the young man started yelling and running.

    Gunshots rang out and smoke started to fill the air.

    Indians leaped out from behind trees, their tomahawks flying through the air and hitting soldiers and killing them on impact. Their old guns fired.

    The scarlet coats started staining as the British fell.

    The young man unslung his bayonet and started aiming.

    The proud English soldiers started to scatter, waving their knives around so wildly that it appeared that they didn't care what or who they hit.

    "Stay calm! Stay Calm!" Braddock's orders were barely audible above the cries of the Native Americans and not one of the British soldiers kept their mind in the action enough to heed him.

    After a half hour or so, the ground was littered with plenty of British soldiers and a few Indians.

    The young man aimed his bayonet at an Indian man and fired.

    Suddenly the aide-de-camp realized that General Braddock was on the ground, a dark red splotch spreading on his side.

    The young man ran over and dragged the general into the bushes to work on the wound.

    That battle lasted several hours and when it was done the young man had saved General Braddock four extra days that he wouldn't have had if left to the Indians.

   When the battle finally ended the British had suffered one of their worst defeats in history.

    The aid-de-camp wrote home to his family. "By the miraculous care of Providence, I have been protected beyond all human probability or expectation for I had four bullets through my coat and two horses shot out from under me, yet escaped unhurt. Although death was leveling my companions on every side of me."

    When the man took off his hat that day he found a bullet hole in it and bullet fragments in his hair.

    Years later, when the young man was sitting in his house, watching his adopted grandkids play and his wife knit, a knock came at the door.

    The man opened it to find an Indian chief standing there.

    "I just had to see the man that God wouldn't let die," the Indian man said in a thick accent.

    "Pardon me," the man said. "I'm not sure what you mean."

    The Indian explained that he was the chief who was leading the Indians in the battle. He informed the man that when they had tried to fire their guns they wouldn't work. When they threw their spears and tomahawks they would instantly dip to the ground.

    The battle had happened more than twenty years before but the man was still certain that Providence had saved his life.

    This man lived a remarkable life, changing the world.

    Isn't that a wonderful story about the man, the myth, the legend. George Washington.